[One Piece] The long way home

My friends and I were shocked when we found out that Grandpa Cora, no, Grandma Cora was also a victim of sexual transformation just like us.

So, when Luffy came up and asked me to go down to eat, I silently expressed that I wanted to be quiet, so that idiot of Luffy asked me with a puzzled face, who is Quiet?

I:"……"

How the hell do I know who Jing Jing is? !

During the meal, the little boy was also there, and when Grandma Cora saw him, she just had a flash of surprise in her eyes, and she didn't express anything, like a stranger.In fact, this was all arranged by Nami. When I asked Nami why she did this, Nami told me that if you want to find a solution to the problem, you must start from the root cause.And we don't know anything about Mekali, and the little boy has only a half-knowledge, so the procrastination is endless, so Nami wants to have a showdown with Grandma Cora, who may be the insider of this matter.

Sure enough, Grandma Cora sat silently behind the counter, holding the book I saw this morning, and said to us calmly: "What do you want to know?!"

Nami smiled and poured him a cup of tea: "What we want to know is very simple, and you know it too."

"About Mekali, Shiya has already told you." Grandma Cora took the teacup, and slowly sipped her mouth.

We turned our heads to look at the little boy named Shiya. For some reason, the little boy lowered his head in shame and fiddled with his fingers.

"What we want to know is, is there a way to change back?!" Zoro looked at Grandma Cora and said, while clamping the hand that Luffy stretched out to steal with his chopsticks.

"Hehe..." Grandma Ke La laughed at herself and said, "Young man, look at me now, do you think there is anything I can do?!"

"Is there really no other way?!" I anxiously scratched the countertop and said.

"Since that day 53 years ago, I have been, and have been, looking for a way to change back..." Grandma Cora stared blankly at her reflection on the teacup, falling into memories.

[The moon flower blooming under the moon, I really... really want to see it with you again. 】

"53 years?!!" Nami exclaimed in surprise.

Grandma Cora raised her head and smiled at us with an unspeakable bitterness in her smile: "Ah, yes, 53 years."

"Then don't we have to keep this look for the rest of our lives?!" Nami shouted in despair, clutching her head.

"Sorry, what you want to know, I can't help it." Grandma Ke La slowly slid down from the high chair, and then walked towards the back room. The back, with the desolation we can't understand, step by step, disappear before our eyes.

It was night, and Nami was fast asleep in the next bed, but I couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

So, I got out of bed gently, put on my shoes, lit a candle, opened the door and went downstairs gently.

I was not surprised to see Grandma Cora still holding the book, sitting at the table with the oil lamp on and reading quietly.

"What? Can't sleep?!" He asked me.

"How can you sleep on hearing such desperate news?!" I replied.

Grandma Cora picked up the teapot on the table and slowly poured a cup of steaming black tea: "Since you can't sleep, come and accompany me, an old man with insomnia."

I smiled, opened the chair and sat down, drank the black tea, a warm fragrance slipped from the tip of the tongue to the throat, the fragrance lingered on the lips and teeth, and the body gradually warmed up, so I couldn't help admiring: "Delicious black tea .”

"Someone said the same thing to you." Grandma Cora smiled, but the smile was different from before, full of warmth and a touch of sweetness, just like the cup of black tea in my hand.

"But..." Grandma Cora looked at her withered hands that looked like bark, "Did you know?! Actually, this is not black tea."

I asked curiously, "Isn't it black tea?"

"Yes." Grandma Cora nodded and said, "This is made from the petals of a kind of moon flower."

"Moon flower?!"

"Here, there is a faint, small and white flower that blooms under the full moon, so we call it the moon flower. Although the moon flower is white in appearance, its juice is But it is red and can be used to make edibles such as medicine and tea."

"The moon flower blooming under the full moon...it must be beautiful! I really want to see it!" I sighed.

"...you are the same as him." Grandma Cora said looking at me.

"Him?" I asked cautiously, for fear of mentioning Grandma Cora's unknown taboo.

"My former lover." Grandma Cora said lightly.

"Want to hear it?!"

I clenched the warm teacup in my hand: "I want to!"

Long, long ago, in this once peaceful and beautiful town, there was a girl who opened a teahouse.

The girl goes to the mountains every day to pick moon flowers for making tea.

It was a bloody beginning, and then it was a bloody process.

The girl's teahouse has been operating neither salty nor weak, and the flower shop opposite is open neither salty nor weak. Every day, the girl can ask for a pleasant scent of various flowers.

Everyone knows that the girl's teahouse has always had a regular customer, whether it is windy or rainy, he always comes here on time to ask for a cup of moon tea.

One day, the girl still poured him a cup of moon tea and asked, "Why is it so late today?! Is there something wrong?!"

He picked up the teacup and made a slight arc: "Ah, there is something. Sorry, I'm late."

"I didn't ask this." The girl hugged the tray and said, "I mean, if you have something to do, don't come here. There is no need to waste your time."

"How could you not come..." He smiled and said, "Here...but there is my favorite moon tea."

"Moon tea is sold everywhere, why do you choose this place?!" the girl asked him curiously.

"This..." He sighed:

"Maybe it's because no one else can match your tea making skills."

"Come on." The girl turned her face away, her ears felt a little hot.

Every day, every day...

He gradually, rarely came.

Although the girl was very disappointed in her heart, she didn't show it. She still made her moon flower tea every day and left him a cup of moon flower tea every day.

One day, he came.

Before she could say anything, he grabbed her hand and started running.

The girl was surprised.

He took her to the mountain where she often went to pick moon flowers. The girl broke away from his hand and said in a cold tone: "Sorry, I have something to do, I have to go back."

"Actually..." He laughed suddenly, warmly:

"I want to see the large moon flowers blooming under the moon."

"Huh?! What are you talking about?!" The girl was a little angry, thinking that he was teasing her.So, she left angrily under his gentle eyes.

That night, the girl felt a little sorry and a little worried.

So, the girl went up the mountain with a lantern. Because she had come here often since she was a child, she came to the place he took her to in the morning very familiarly.

So, she looked at him in shock as he sat on the ground with his clothes wet with dew... and the large expanse of beautiful moon flowers in front of him, like a fairyland on earth, blooming under the full moon.

"Are you free?!" His voice was still warm and pleasant, "Can you watch it with me?!"

"it is good."

The girl's eyes were a little moist, but she couldn't help laughing.

So, in this way, they let the flow take its course together.

Every day is very fulfilling and very happy.The girl really wanted to make moon flower tea for him for the rest of her life.

However, the good times did not last long.

One day, a strange statue suddenly appeared in the town, and everyone who touched it was sexually transformed without exception.

As a result, the town was filled with an atmosphere of tension and panic, no one was smiling anymore, and the town could no longer be happy.

However, things haven't been resolved yet.Gradually, the number of statues suddenly increased for some reason, and more and more people came into contact with them.

Because no solution has been found, people's exhausted psychology is gradually distorted. Now that they have become like this, it is better to change others into the same way, so that they will not be unique and will no longer be seen by others. Look at it with strange eyes and laugh at it.

So, when he realized that this statue was going to take her away from this place that was no longer beautiful and no longer happy, and became dangerous and terrifying, she... accidentally touched the statue to protect a book he bought for her ...

She felt that she would never have the face to see him again.

So, I hid alone and never saw him again.

Day by day, year by year... Her face is no longer young, and she is gradually aging with this broken and strange body.

However, she has no regrets.Even if she endures being bitten by loneliness every day, and reads the book he sent by herself every day...she doesn't regret it.

Because she didn't want... didn't want to see him in this way.

Even if I die silently alone, it doesn't matter, I just don't want him to see it.

"...Then now, what about him?!"

I asked.

"Sarah, who knows." Grandma Cora still spoke calmly, as if she was telling someone else's story.

"Hey, what if, what if he's been waiting?! He's been waiting for the girl who accompanied him to watch flowers under the moon, and she is also getting old like her, just waiting for..., what should I do?!" I looked up into Grandma Cora's eyes and asked.

"Don't say silly things, how is it possible." Grandma Cora smiled.

"Then what if we can find a way to change back?!"

A voice suddenly came in, and we turned our heads in surprise to look at the few people standing in the stairwell.

"Then, it's time for you to meet him too, Grandma Cora." Nami said with a smile and poured a cup of moon tea.

"Escape will not solve the problem." Sauron said.

Sanji lit a cigarette, "Grandma Cora, maybe we are not qualified to say it, but do you really know?! Is it fair to that man?!"

"Perhaps, he is really waiting for you?! Has been... waiting for you to find him?!" Usopp said excitedly.

"Now, what's the use of talking about it..." Grandma Ke La regained her senses and sighed.

"What if we find a solution?!" I stood up.

"Hey, Luffy, can I ask you something?!

"Help everyone, help Grandma Cora, find a way to change back, okay?!"

"Hee hee hee, of course it's no problem." Luffy replied without hesitation.

"It doesn't matter if I die alone, it doesn't matter if he is not waiting, what stupid things I said..." I took out a tissue and handed it to Grandma Cora who was crying,

"Don't we still have us?! Since one person can't do it, then we can add six of us, right?!"

The author has something to say: Yoshi!Finally to the high. Laughing part.

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